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Writer's Pov;

"What's the groom's name and where does he work?" Lakshmi asked her niece as she sat down next to her. Just the guest has arrived, everyone exchanged greetings and took a seat on the sofa. The youngster sat on the ground, eager to know more about Prathyuksha's groom.

"His name is Siddharth; He is police in Coimbatore and he is promoted to SP this year." Prathyuksha's dad Manohar said proudly, his eyes glistening in respect as he talked about Siddarth and his job.

(SP- superintendent of police)

Just by looking at Prathyuksha's face, all know that she liked the groom. She looked at her lap at the mention of the groom's name, a smile played on her lips as she avoided everyone's eye contact shyly.

"Then the bride is reporter and groom is a police, super pair!" Vihana exclaimed, smiling broadly, and that the tiny dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, making her even cuter.

Hari controlled his urge to kiss her cheeks at the sight of her bright dimpled smile. Her dimple is not that prominent as her brothers, but when she grins, the dimple appears, making Hari fall for her even more.

Everyone laughed at her words. The cousins teased Prathyuksha even further, making her red from blushing, but one cannot ignore the happiness that twinkled in her eyes.

The day soon passed with them teasing Prathyuksha and prank calling Siddharth, the elders didn't help even when she looked at them helplessly. But what everyone didn't notice was our couple's weird expression the whole day.

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Two months ago:

"Vikram!!" Harshitha exclaimed, causing Vikram to laugh and raise the accelerator more, making Harshitha hold him even tighter. Both of them were at their respective classes then suddenly, the college announced a half-day leave as some protests are going on.

So here they are spending the remaining half-day together. Vikram wanted to go to Aliyar dam, but Harshitha got a call from her mother to reach home before four as some guests are coming, so they decided to eat their lunch and watch a movie.

"Book a show in brooks, and book something romantic, okay?" Vikram handed his phone to Harshi as they stood in the traffic, waiting for the signal to turn green. The sun is at its peak, making them sweat tons, and the traffic didn't help.

"Vikram! Is avenger end game okay with you?" Harshitha questioned, keeping her chin on his shoulder, her left arm wrapped around his waist for support, and his mobile on her right-hand browsing for a movie to book. Harshitha shrieked as Vikram pinched her hand that wrapped around his waist.

"I said romantic, not action." He sulked, rubbing her hand where he pinched.

"But I want to watch that." She replied, selecting the seats and paying for the tickets. The mere thought of watching a romantic movie in a theatre sends chills down her spine. The first time they watched a romantic movie in the theatre, only the bed was missing, the couple who sat before them made out for the whole movie. The government should not censor the movie, Instead, they should censor the theatre 18+.

A man in the car that stood next to them could not stop spitting on the road. Some couple near them scolded him for that, that man gave them a disgusted look, closing his window murmuring 'Without even shame, they are going out together.'

"If you have guts, speak face to face" The boy shouted, but the man ignored, driving away even though the signal is still in the red. But a police officer stopped his car and made him pull over.

When the signal timer went almost 10 seconds, suddenly a police constable walked towards them and asked a couple of the bikes to pull over.

Vikram and the couple who scolded the man were also one of them. An officer sat at the hood of the police jeep, and a bunch of officers stood near him. By looks of his uniform and stars, he appeared to be the senior officer among them, but he looked to be in his late '20s.

Vikram asked Harshitha to wait by his bike and went to meet the officer with his papers.

"Do have a license, Rc book, insurance?" A constable enquired him, snatching the papers out of his hand rudely. Vikram frowned but kept silent as he doesn't want to offend any police officer.

"You have everything? then give me a 50 and go." The officer tsked, forwarding his hand secretly for money.

"Sir! I have all the papers. Why do I have to give you money?" Vikram raised his voice. He doesn't want to offend any officer but that doesn't mean he would give any bribe. His voice gained the attention of the police officer, sitting on the jeep.

"Oi boy, come here!" He called loudly, removing his coolers. Vikram hesitated looking at Harshitha, who stood there looking around nervously.

"Siddharth sir is calling, why are you still standing?" The constable pushed Vikram to walk forward muttering ' He would not even let me get money'

"What's the problem?" Siddharth asked Vikram as he stood in front of him.

"Sir School ponna bike la kutitu suturan sir, en nu keta voice raise panren sir." The constable lied before Vikram could reply.

(Sir, He is with a school girl sir, He raised his voice when I asked him about that)

"Oh, is it? Then call her." Siddharth ordered, hopping down from the jeep.

"Sir we are both college students and she is my aunt's daughter" Vikram replied through his clenched teeth and looked back at Harshitha as she walked towards them.

"Remove your helmet!" The constable shouted at Harshitha, she removed her helmet and glanced at Siddarth with nervous eyes.

This is the first time she looked at a police officer this close. Siddharth looked at Harshitha's face for a minute as she resembled someone dear to him. Vikram stood in front of her in a defensive stance, bringing him back to the situation.

Siddharth looked at Vikram's clenched fist and muttered 'young love.' He would say the boy was protective of his lover.

"No need, put it on back," Siddharth stated, looking at Vikram as he finally relaxed his posture as Harshi put her helmet back.

"Your name?" He asked them, checking Vikram's papers.

"Vikram."

"Your name ma?"

"Harshitha"

"Enda college" (Which college)

"Sri Krishna"

"Enda year?" (Which year)

"2nd year," Vikram replied.

"1st year," Harshitha replied.

"Veedu enga?" (Where is your home?)

"RS Puram"

"Where are you both going?"

"Home" Vikram replied hurriedly.

"Movie" She replied, making Vikram groan inwardly at his darling's honesty.

Siddharth raised his eyebrow, smiling amusingly.

"Do your family know about this?" He questioned; Harshitha visibly tensed at his question.

"Yeah! they knew, after completing college we are getting married sir." Vikram replied, lying through his teeth with a smile. Harshitha also nodded, if she doesn't know she would totally believe Vikram's lie. His face was void of any nervousness or fear, he even smiled at her cheekily.

"Oh, apdiya? apo kandipa enaku invitation send panirnga." Siddharth commented, with a teasing smile, knowing that the Vikram was lying.

(Oh, then send me the invitation for sure.)

"Address sir?" Vikram asked, causing Siddharth to snicker

"SP Siddharth Krishnan, District police station, Coimbatore- 641018."

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to be continued...

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